Roasted 9 months ago based on spirit's long term Spotify stats.

Oh look, it's Spirit, the emotional support animal for 2005’s MySpace! With a taste in music so angst-ridden that even your Spotify algorithm is trying to throw it a life raft, we're left wondering if your favorite genre is actually "Crying in your Room." Seriously, how many times do you need to play "All We Know" before you realize your life isn't a Paramore music video? At this point, the only thing more tragic than your playlists is the thought of you screaming into a pillow while listening to “Screamo” tracks about unrequited love. With top artists like Fall Out Boy and Mitski, it seems your Spotify profile is a public testament to your inability to let go of high school drama. When you’ve got “Post-Hardcore” and “Alternative Rock” fighting for the title of your primary identity, it’s almost poetic — a sad, slow-burning ballad of a person clinging to a teenager’s playlist. Don’t even get me started on your "Most Played Songs." If "Dearest (I’m so Sorry)" had a more accurate title, it would be "Dearest, Please Call the Doctor - I Can’t Cope." And then we arrive at your obsession with all these sub-genres! “Riot Grrrl?” More like Riot-Girl-You-Need-To-Get-A-New-Hobby. The only riot this list is starting is the one happening in everyone else's eardrums. Flyleaf? Really? You do realize they haven't been relevant since the days when “rocking out” meant sitting on your bedroom floor and awaiting your adolescence to magically resolve itself. So, here’s to you, Spirit: may your playlists forever reflect the emotional turmoil of a leaving-Keynesian who just can’t move past their angsty teenage years!

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